Tag Archives: warrior

Friend

24 Feb

Friend

A friend is a person
Who’s different than most
Truth is there’s few
Of their number to boast

A friend is someone
Who doesn’t just say
“How are you doing?”
Then goes on their way

A friend is an ally
Who sets time aside
To simply be there
For you to confide

A friend listens closely
When you have to tell
Doesn’t point fingers
Just wishes you well

A friend makes an effort
To not drift apart
To maintain the bond
There was in the start

A friend writes you back
When you reach out first
And reaches to you
When roles are reversed

A friend is proud of you
When praise is bestowed
Never once thinking
To them something’s owed

A friend is not jealous
When something goes right
And gives benefit
Of doubt in a fight

A friend will come out
Not just in fair weather
They’ll join in the storm
To ride out together

A friend will support
When they’d rather decline
Defends in a fight
With heart, fists and spine

A friend is the one
Who’ll tell you the truth
Even when it
Is extremely uncouth

A friend will pop in
For no reason at all
No barbecue needed
No party or ball

They just want to say
That you’re a true friend
So be one to them
Let your friendship extend

                                 ~Miro

Patience

23 Feb

Patience

Patience isn’t something that
You can flip off and on
It can’t be gained with intellect
And can’t be forced with brawn

You can’t use complex formulas
In order to be calm
Logic doesn’t help that much
When folks aren’t in your palm

And muscle won’t change someone’s mind
When they refuse to hear
Instead of building up patience
You’re just instilling fear

So then the question begs to ask
“Just how does one keep cool?
How can I be more patient
Instead of act the fool?”

The answer comes in knowing that
Nothing is instantly
The cost is not with brains or brawn
But time that is the fee

I know that you will likely say,
“I haven’t got the time!”
Because you’re busy focused on
Your own successful climb

But that’s exactly where you’re wrong
So maybe it will aid
To think about it in this way
Of what your time is made

Time’s too big a concept for
People to comprehend
So break it down in smaller parts
To moments that append

You may not have the time to deal
With some kind of distress
But you can spare a moment to
Clean up a person’s mess

No one has the time to put up
With a person’s slip
But give a moment and you’ll see
Your patience start to grip

It may be hard to wait for someone
To get back to you
But give one moment and one more
The more that you accrue

Is directly related
To patience you amass
Benching moments just like weights
And building up your class

So next time someone does you wrong
Or tries to pass the buck
Don’t let yourself get all upset
And start to run amok

Take a moment from your stock
Of time you have to use
‘Cause that’s the price that patience costs
So have you paid your dues?

                                     ~Miro

Reciprocate

22 Feb

Reciprocate

Reciprocate, 4 syllables
A word that means “give back”
“Respond,” “return,” “reply,” “repay”
But one must have the knack

Of recognizing when one does
A favor unto you
And not just ones that cost a lot
But ones that cost a few

A couple seconds of your time
A few moments of thought
Don’t let someone’s kindness be
A gesture all of naught

Amplify the good that others
Take the time to show
When someone greets you, take a sec
To tell them back “Hello”

If someone spreads their joy and smiles
Then take your scowled frown
Reflect the warmth that they’ve shown you
And turn it upside down

If a person waves to you
It wouldn’t kill you if
You waved your hand right back at them
And not be such a stiff

And don’t just think the gesture must be
Paid back right away
Favors can be put in storage
For another day

Just don’t forget to pop the lock
And pull it out for use
A friendly gesture never given
Makes you seem obtuse

Yes, it’s nice to have people
Do thoughtful things for you
But kindness is a fountain whose 
Supply you must renew

You can’t just take and take from it
One day it will run dry
Contribute to its selfless flow
Or kiss that spring goodbye

With seven billion people on
This planet that we live
The universal way to show
We care is when we give

So show some gratitude whenever
Someone does you right
Reciprocating has not once
Been shown to cause you plight

Don’t just be about yourself
And all that you can gain
Don’t sit still and watch as others
Give while you abstain

Reflect their grace and soon you’ll see
That others will in kind
Nothing’s as encouraging
As selflessness combined

                                        ~Miro

Test

20 Feb

Test

Tests are not just something that
You have to take in class
The judgement of your fortitude
Is something that won’t pass

There’ll never be a final test
There won’t be an exam
And best not to procrastinate
You won’t have time to cram

Everything in life is meant
To analyse your worth
The tests have been administered
Since right around your birth

Sharing toys with other kids
And playing nice at school
Welcoming the new student
When others would be cruel

Losing baseball games with grace
And shaking winners hands
Respecting what your parents say
Obeying their commands

A few years pass, but tests still come
In every shape and form
Provoke you to give in to hate
And tempt you to conform

Every parking ticket is a
Test of poise and tact
Each one passed will help you with 
The next time you’re attacked

Your boss may not be the most patient
Guy or gal you know
But the more that they test you
The more you will bestow

Tolerance and understanding
Upon your temperament
Peace of mind is what you’ll have
While they stress and lament

Family isn’t always going to
Get along so well
But speaking softly works much better
Than when people yell

Every seat kicked at the theatre
Every kernel chomped
Can put your patience to the test
If tolerance is prompt

There’s a list of things that can
Annoy you day to day
But if you bomb the test it will
Only cause you dismay

Study hard by staying calm
And letting go of things
That you have no control over
And severing the strings

The more you ace the more you’ll see
The tests for what they are
The more inclined you will be to
Receive one more gold star

                                  ~Miro

Grey

19 Feb

Grey

Grey hairs are a fact of life
There’s no reason to fret
With each new strand that has no hue
I never get upset

I don’t see them as representing
That I’m getting older
Instead they are a testament
That I am growing bolder

Just as weathering will score
A proven tank in battle
The silver strands that grace my temples
Show that I won’t rattle

Ashen stubble on my chin
Is no concern of mine
It just means that when trouble comes
I bear instead of whine

Greys are badges from the years
Of having persevered
With every strand of pigment lost
There’s one less thing I’ve feared

Why would someone go and use
Some dye to hide the fact
That they’ve survived and proceed to
Withstand the world’s impact?

Salt and pepper is a way
Of telling everyone
That the battle’s half way through
And so far you have won

The amount of greys that you have on
Your head directly shows
That when the going got real tough
Your warrior arose

For grey’s the color of a fighter
One who won’t back down
The prize for bearing through it all:
A granite tinted crown

I’m thankful that as years go by
My dark mane changes tone
That both my hairdo and resolve
Together tint to stone

So next time you see greys peak out
From within your fine locks
Don’t fret over losing youth
Embrace your silver fox

It’s the color of experience
Clarity and poise
Leave the red and blonde and brown
For little girls and boys

                              ~Miro

Nice

18 Feb

Nice

For today’s inspiration
Let me impart this advice
It’s nice to be important
But more important to be nice

It feels good when people say
You’re great at what you do
But don’t forget to give
Your colleague their review

I know you must be busy
But so is everyone
Most have time for work
But for gratitude, have none

They’re busy with their day
They’re busy with their plans
Too busy to reciprocate
Too busy for their fans

“There’s just so much to do!”
They always justify
And so all of their praise
Does not get a reply

Now I don’t pull my punches
So let me be quite frank
There are four varieties
Of people who don’t thank

The first type is the lazy
The kind who’ll take acclaim
But doesn’t have the energy
In them to give the same

The second type is selfish
They hoard and hoard and hoard
They’ll take the pleasantries of others
But can’t spare a reward

The third type is the ingrate
Who doesn’t even hear
The kudos given to them
That somehow don’t endear

The final type’s the asshole
The prick that smirks, “I know”
The pompous ass who thinks that they’re
Entitled to your dough

I hope to God I’ll never
Become one of these four
Lazy, selfish, ingrate, asshole
I won’t be, I swore

Not that there’s much praise
For the work that I create
Not that I desire it
And not that I await

But for the folks that take the time
To tell me they’ve enjoyed
I’ll always make an effort
To have my thanks deployed

So next time someone says
That you’ve done something great
It’s important to remember
To not take on the trait

Of one of the four types
And let those types entice
It’s nice to be important
But more important to be nice

                                 ~Miro

Doors

17 Feb

Doors

Ever notice when you take
Your friends on your house tour
There’s usually one room that gets
Passed by with a detour?

“That room’s messy!” you say in terror
“Don’t need to go in there!”
What would people think of you
If they were made aware?

Of what’s behind the door that’s closed
The room not up to par
Would they think that much less of you
If that door was ajar?

Here’s two points to think about
Next time your tour is given
The goal by which the journey through
Your dwelling should be driven

Number one, to open up
To let people inside
To show them who the real you is
And have nothing to hide

It’s not about your showing off
All of the stuff you’ve got
Letting yourself be defined
By all the things you’ve bought

It’s all about what’s in that room
That you don’t want exposed
The room that will define you best
Is one that you keep closed

The second reason to reveal
That isolated place
Is to see if your guests will
Rebuff it or embrace

By opening up to your friends
They’ll open up to you
To get their honest reaction
Give them your complete view

You may not like what they may think
If they in fact rebuff
But at least you’ve learned about
The image that they bluff

‘Cause anyone who judges others
In an adverse way
Based on what’s behind that door
Should their own room display

And on the other side of things
You might just realize
Despite all your embarrassment
Most people won’t chastise

‘Cause every dwelling has a room
That’s messy, odd or weird
People who open those doors
Are ones to be revered

Because they say, “This room is me!
So what if I’m a slob?
I’d rather throw my underwear
On floors than be a snob!

I’d rather fill a room with merch
From things that give me zeal
Than be the type of person who
Condemns for being real!”

So hats off to the folks that open
All of their closed doors
And hopefully they will inspire
You to open yours

                              ~Miro